Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
James Russell Lowell
Se il corpo tuo non fosse così bello
La pelle così fresca e delicata
Che febbre di passione e di rovello
Provoca in me da che l'ho apprezzata
Se insomma tu non fossi come sei
Più di quello che t'amo t'amerei
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me one by one
Guess I'll wind up like I always do
With only
nothing but a mudpie
wrapped up inside with a pretty bow
nothing but a castle build on top of a swamp of quicksand
and inside these cardboard walls and saran wrap windows
lies a rusty pot of fool's gold that you got with your life
whoa [13x's]
This ***** must be crazy,
think he could get up on A.P.
like that uh uh check it out
Aunque pasen los meses
Y con ellos los años
Para mi es igual
Tu sigues como siempre
Metido en mi alma
Como hacen los peces
Ooh
Clean cut boy
Ooh
Clean cut boy
You never wrote me
You never called
Wrapping paper everywhere
Stacked up dishes, but who cares
They can wait until tomorrow now
It's you and me, and this old couch
The Christmas tree in our living room
You'll always be the one I love, every hour, every day, every year,
You'll always be the one I love, through each smile, through each sigh, through each tear.
My heart will feel the same old way, even though the stars fade from above.
I promise there will be no other arms for me, you'll always be the one I love.
Nothing seemed to matter any more,
Didn't care what I was headed for.
Time was standing still,
No one counted till
There came a knocking at the door.
Em vâng theo lời mẹ bên thềm chờ vu quy
Thôi anh ơi đừng buồn xin về và quên đi
Và quên đi, quên đi...
Bao yêu đương thuở nào theo ngày mộng bay cao
Anh, anh ơi còn gì ước nguyện gần bên nhau
